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The mattress was wrinkled, with irregular lumps on it, and the cotton wool inside seemed to have solidified together.

I tore the mattress open and saw large light-colored blood spots on the cotton batting.

"Someone has cleaned it specially, but it is not easy to clean the cotton wool stained with blood." There is no bare bed board under the mattress, there are a few pieces of white paper wrapped in a short stick hidden here.

Unfold the white paper, the back of the paper is blank, and there is a dinner plate drawn on the front, filled with strawberries.

"Realism?" Although he only used ordinary colored pens, the author's paintings were lifelike, just like the real thing.

I didn't pay attention to these drawing papers and threw them aside. There was a rubber rod wrapped in the middle of several drawing papers.

"Why is there a rubber stick hidden in the child psychological counseling treatment room? It should be in the security room." I held the short stick and thought about it. The rubber stick is made of a special material and has an ability that other sticks do not have.

Beating someone's body with a rubber stick won't leave too deep marks, and it's extremely painful. The police station sometimes uses this thing in interrogations, so I know better.

"Children's skin is very tender, but if you wrap the rubber rod with a wet towel, it will leave no trace at all. Even if the bones inside are broken, there will be no bruises on the surface of the skin." At the edge of the bed, I looked at the railings at the head and end of the bed. The railings were built beside the bed, obviously for people to hold on to.

"The children sent here have psychological and intellectual problems, but there are no physical abnormalities. They are not unable to stand up. What is the point of building this railing?"

I held the rubber rod in my hand and looked at the railings built on both sides, and slowly felt a chill.

How to beat with a stick to make people feel more intense pain without damaging the bones or causing obvious marks?

The answer is simple, hit the muscles on both sides of your inner thighs.

The nerve density here is five times that of the buttocks. The location is hidden and avoids bones and joints, making recovery easy.

Only then did I understand the reason for the construction of those handrails. Being beaten with a short stick on the inner thigh wall would cause a person to lose the ability to walk for a short time in severe cases. These handrails were specially built to help the person who was beaten stand up.

"Is this method used to treat children with intellectual disabilities and psychological disorders?" It is the instinct of humans and even animals to avoid pain. The purpose of the existence of pain nerves is to tell the body that doing so is harmful.

The doctors at Qicun Maternity and Child Health Hospital are not psychology experts. They only use the same methods as training pets to train young children. The so-called successful cure of patients, being able to understand and follow the instructions of parents and medical staff, does not come from the sincerity of children at all. , they were just forced.

Violence cannot save autistic people, it will only aggravate their condition and make them close themselves off even more.

"Only two children participated in the fourth stage of treatment. Xu Qin and Wang Yu were born with defects and were unable to communicate with others. Even if they were hurt, they would not tell their parents." I sighed. There are good people and bad people in this world. You can know the kindness of good people, but you never know how bad a person can be.

Taking the rubber rod with me, I left the Children's Health Department and headed to other departments.

The Department of Forensic Medicine and Physical Evidence is the department closest to children's health care. Their name is very professional, but I have deep doubts about the forensic ability of this hospital.

Pushing the door open, the room is very narrow, about the same size as the dean's office. There are some instruments and glass cabinets for storing files on both sides.

The house is very clean, there is nothing extra on the workbench, and the glass cabinet doors are all locked.

"so troublesome."

After closing the door and smashing the glass, I quickly flipped through the files inside. Among the piles of routine reports and meeting guides, I found a paternity test certificate.

The reason why this document caught my attention is because the column for the parents of the person being identified is blank, which is different from other paternity test reports.

"Can a paternity test be performed without the parents' signature? No matter how unreliable the doctor is, he will never do such a thing, right?" After reading the report carefully, the child's name is Wang Yulan, and she is a girl.

The test report clearly states that the DNA single-strand alleles do not match, and there is no paternity relationship.

"Wang Yu, Wang Yulan, Wang Xiusen, there are quite a few people with the surname Wang in this hospital." There is only one word difference between the two names, Wang Yu and Wang Yulan. It feels a bit strange, and I instinctively think about the three names in series.

"Wang Xiusen is the director of the hospital. Wang Yulan's paternity test report was not signed by both parents, but the doctor still did the test for her. This is very strange. It may be because the person who made the test was an insider of the hospital. Wang Xiusen is the director of the hospital. His surname is Wang, and he disappeared probably three or four weeks ago."

I looked at the paternity test report. The date written on the bottom of the report was a month ago.

There are various signs that Wang Yulan may be the daughter of Dean Wang Xiusen. Of course, this is just my guess and there is no solid evidence.

After loading up the paternity test report, I glanced at the time and was about to explore other rooms when a woman's scream suddenly came from downstairs.

"It's that female anchor!" He took money from people to eliminate disasters and took her Beidou Great God's Curse, so naturally he couldn't ignore her.

I opened the door and ran to her voice: "On the second floor!"

The female anchor screamed and then made no more noise. I hurried and hurried slowly. By the time I reached the second floor, calm had returned to the corridor.

There was dead silence, only gloomy darkness.

"The murderer who mutilated the corpses has appeared?" Holding a short rubber stick in one hand, I pressed my body against the wall and slowly moved forward in the corridor.

As I walked, I heard the sound of machinery running in my ears. I identified the direction of the sound, and finally stopped at the door of a department called "Prenatal Diagnosis and Testing Center", where the sound came from.

I tried pushing the door, but it wasn't locked. I held my breath and opened all the doors, and stood outside and scanned it with my chasing eyes.

The sound was coming from a three-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound machine at the end. Apart from the running machine, there was no one inside.

"The female anchor is not here? Who drives that machine? Or is she originally here and has been moved to another place?" I walked towards the color ultrasound machine. The light green light shone in the corner, which looked very strange. .

"What is this?" The probe used for color ultrasound is stuffed behind the machine. It's impossible to guess what's on the other side of the probe just by looking at the pattern displayed on the color ultrasound screen.

Bright red, with a few raised red lumps in a thin piece.

When I saw this color ultrasound picture, many cruel scenes flashed through my mind, including dismemberment and murder, and all kinds of things that perverted murderers like to do.

"It's a bit disgusting, but it doesn't feel too much. Blood will coagulate, and the concentration of liquid in the color Doppler ultrasound screen is obviously lower than that of blood." I opened the dustproof cloth behind the color Doppler ultrasound machine, grabbed the machine with both hands and dragged it outward. The machine just moved When I opened it, something flowed out from the crack in the wall.

I squatted down and looked inside. I saw deep red liquid and rotten fruit pulp that was so red that it turned black. Behind the color ultrasound machine, what the probe detected was just a pile of strawberries.

"It turns out that when strawberries are gathered together, they can display such a terrifying picture in the color ultrasound machine, like a bunch of cut people..." Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little strange, let alone why these strawberries appeared in the hospital. , it is not the strawberry harvest season at all, and although these strawberries are rotten and spoiled, most of them are still red, indicating that these strawberries were brought into the hospital recently.

"Who would go out of their way to buy strawberries? And put them in the hospital? Do strawberries have other meanings?" I looked at the picture in the color Doppler ultrasound machine. The level of blood and chaos was comparable to that of a murder scene.

"Before, in the children's mental health department, strawberries were drawn on the drawing paper wrapped with rubber rods. Could the artist be hinting at something?" Turning off the machine, I walked out of the testing center with doubts. This live broadcast gave me a somewhat different feeling. : "The female anchor screamed just now. Maybe we can find something if we find her."

I tore off a wad of paper from the appraisal report and stuffed it in the middle of the door, then turned around and left: "The other party may come over when they find out that the machine is shut down. If the wad of paper falls, it means someone has been in."